Chapter 419

He has clairvoyance, and as a successor to the title, even if the clairvoyance only sees the present, he can also deduce the future as long as he makes inferences based on the information obtained now.

Even the future deduced in this way is more reliable than the future seen with clairvoyance.

‘What went wrong? Is it that Oberon? No, although I can't see him with clairvoyance, I have already guessed his identity. Oberon is not the point. ’

‘…it is that man, Zarathustra, the god of Zoroaster who should not be in Britain! ’

‘It was his existence that caused flaws in the information I obtained, resulting in huge errors in the derivation. ’

Merlin finally understood what was wrong with him, but by this time it was already too late.

The Great Calamity was released by Morgan, and all the goblins in the Goblin Kingdom would soon be cursed and killed.

Merlin would not care about the life and death of goblins, but the outbreak of these disasters will speed up the spread of the curse centered on the British Isles to the four oceans and seven continents.

If they can't defeat Morgan as quickly as possible here and eliminate the source of the curse, then it won't be long before the world will fall into the "Land of Steel"!

As the last human beings, Chaldea and his party will witness the true end of the earth and mankind!

But can they really defeat Morgan and stop the curse?

You must know that reality is no longer included in the calculation.

Chapter 156 "Rebellion against Duanli's father"

"Sister Wang, why are you doing this?"

The King of Knights stared at the Morgan in front of him who was consistent with his impression, but not exactly the same, and couldn't help but ask.

In her impression, Morgan was not such a steady and profound woman at all, but an impatient and reckless witch.

Although that kind of Morgan is sometimes cruel enough, in terms of the feelings he brings to others, this Morgan who has become the queen will give people a greater sense of threat.

Morgan's beautiful eyes behind the black veil looked at the King of Knights, and said with a mocking smile: "...you ask me why I did this?"

"...Is it because of your sense of justice that you can't stand my behavior? Do you want to plead for those goblins who died innocently, or are you angry for their deaths?"

When facing King Arthur, Morgan found that he seemed to have returned to the irritable mood he had in the history of pan-humanity. He could not help but use words to stimulate the sister he once loved most.

But unlike in the past, even if he was irritable, Morgan still maintained absolute rationality and would not let his mood affect his thinking.

"No, it's not about fairies. What I want to know is, why do you, Sister Wang, try to destroy the history of pan-humanity?"

"...You should know that if the curse of Britain is allowed to spread, it won't be long before the world is eroded by the curse and it will perish!"

The King of Knights took a deep breath and tried to ask calmly.

The fateful entanglement with Morgan was too complicated and too difficult to describe. At this time, the King of Knights did not want to express his past hatred.

What she wanted to know more now, and what she wanted to solve more than anything else, was the curse that had escaped from Britain.

The Knights of the Round Table were silent at this time, and they would stay as quiet as possible when the 'King' spoke.

In this case, Gawain's several descendants who were created by Morgan personally looked at their mother with complicated expressions at this time.

Unexpectedly, even after death, he would still be the enemy of his mother and stand on the opposite side of her. This fate is really unpredictable.

The other Chaldeans did not say anything. Why did Morgan want to destroy the world? This was the answer they wanted to know.

"Your question is really stupid, my former sister~". "

Morgan's red lips opened slightly, and she sighed softly. Her ice-crystal eyes were still calm and cold: "...After fighting with me for so many years, you should understand that I am the Lord of the British Island."

"What I care about is only the British Isles, and I will compete with you for the survival of the British Isles."

"...It's a pity that I alone can't fight against the entire history of mankind. In the end, I failed. I could only escape to Paradise in sorrow and panic, leaving the British Isles to the history of mankind."

"Now that I have finally obtained my British island again, how can I let the history of pan-humanity take it away again?"

"...It's easy to keep it in my arms forever, just destroy the history of pan-humanity."

"When that curse spreads to the whole world, it will be the destruction of pan-human history and your downfall."

"...Count down the time, we are getting closer and closer to the end of time!"

Morgan told these people her plans in a nonchalant tone. She didn't hide anything, telling her tragic wish that she had held on to for thousands of years.

The King of Knights grasped the hilt of the sword sworn to victory.

Although he guessed what Morgan might do, the King of Knights was still shocked when he found out that she wanted to destroy the entire history of mankind in order to get her own Britain.

She is indeed the ‘witch among witches’!

The King of Knights suppressed the urge to take action, and she asked the question that everyone was most concerned about: "...Who is the 'Zarathustra' of Zoroastrianism?"

After the King of Knights finished speaking, Li Xiang and others pricked up their ears and stared at Morgan, looking forward to her answer.

Morgan, whose beautiful face was hidden behind the black veil, smiled coldly, as if the flowers were in full bloom, it would be charming and enchanting.

She spoke softly and said coldly: "...I don't know anything about Zoroastrianism. As for Zarathustra, he is my master, my trusted and deeply loved husband!"

Morgan's answer disappointed everyone in Chaldea. They already knew these answers.

"So, you want to destroy human history, and he wants to destroy the planet?"

The King of Knights asked sharply.

Facing the rebuke from the King of Knights, Morgan stood tall and said coldly and arrogantly: "...Remember, my former sister, this is my Britain, not yours!"

"...The queen named Morgan rules this land, not King Arthur named Artoria Pandoragon!"

"As for your question, I don't want to answer it. Maybe it's just that my husband added some 'material' to the curse."

"... As for what he wants to do, as a wife, I will not ask, I will only give him the greatest support."

"¨｀Because I trust him as much as I love him!"

Morgan's passionate answer made the King of Knights hesitate to speak.

She never expected that her sister Wang would be such an emotional woman.

No, that's not right, she is a woman who values ​​emotions. As a human being, Morgan is a woman like a gentle big sister.

The killings in Camelot City continued, but the place where Morgan and Chaldea's group were was fell into silence.

In this strange silence, the sound of footsteps came.

Everyone looked back, and when they saw that it was Mordred, they all looked away.

Although they didn't know where Mordred had gone just now, everyone didn't care. Now everyone's attention was on Morgan.

Mordred lowered her head so that no one could see her expression, and walked to the side and rear of the King of Knights.

"It seems like it was just like before, I can't convince you with words, Sister Wang!"

"...If that's the case, then I have no choice but to use force to stop you like I did back then!"

(Money) The King of Knights took a deep breath, with a firm gaze. She slowly pulled out her holy sword, and Morgan's slim figure reflected in her holy green eyes.

Morgan smiled contemptuously: "... After all, in the end, the problem must be solved by force. After so many years, you still haven't made any progress, Artoria Pandoragon!"

"...Mordred, if you don't take action now, when will you wait?"

Morgan's cold words were spoken urgently, but everyone was horrified after hearing her words and looked at Mordred hurriedly.

"'Rebellion against my father, Duanli'!"

Mordred, who was standing behind King Arthur, suddenly raised her head. Her rebellious eyes were filled with the power of betrayal, and she shouted out the famous saying of 'filial son'.

A flash of sword light flashed, and under the stunned eyes of the Knight King, the weapon that had killed her penetrated her chest again.

"My king!"

The Knights of the Round Table shouted urgently and rushed to rescue him.

Chapter 157 The Queen of the North’s Surrender

Noknalea's hair was disheveled. She led the elves in the north in a panic, resisting the erosion of the curse and Morse in the ruins of Camelot.

She spared no effort to share her power with all her clansmen, turning them into the king's clan to resist the crazy curse.

However, even so, even though the army of the Northern Clan is already the strongest force in the British Fairy Kingdom, they are still powerless in the face of these crazy curses.

After all, the northern goblins are also goblins, and facing the curse of this god and the anger of the horned god are not something they can fight against.

"Her Majesty the Queen!"

A soldier from the King's clan came to Noknalea and said anxiously: "...Please give the order to let everyone leave Camelot!"

"...If this continues, our entire army will definitely be annihilated!"

Noknaraya's pink hair was messy and spread over her shoulders. She was wearing a clear black leather jacket and her breathing was rapid. Her beautiful white face was covered with sweat stains.

Hearing her men's words, she said angrily: "...It's not that I don't want to retreat. It's now time. How can I care about the throne!"

"...It's just that now we are surrounded by these curses and cannot leave at all!"

The position of this group of northern fairies was surrounded by the black river water that was thick with curses and endlessly churning.

The location of the Northern Fairy has become an isolated island.

After saying 480, perhaps because she felt her tone was a bit harsh, Noknaraya calmed down and said softly: "...I'm sorry, I'm a little irritable right now, and my tone may not be good."

The soldier was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said: "...No, you don't have to apologize, Her Majesty the Queen!"

"...Since there is no way to escape, why not give up on us and leave alone? With your strength, you will be able to escape from Camelot!"

"Our tribe can live without us, but we cannot live without you, Your Majesty!"

The soldier probably came to remind Noknaraya just to say this.

After the soldier finished speaking, the fairies of the northern clans all looked at Noknaria. Their eyes were filled with the will to sacrifice, willing to sacrifice themselves here to save their queen.

The soldiers knew the power of the King's Clan. The reason why these soldiers were still trapped on this cursed island was because of Noknaria's ability.

Without Noknaria, these fairy soldiers would not be able to hold on for too long and would inevitably die here.

But Noknaria herself could not escape and could only share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers here.

From the performance of these northern clan fairies, we can see that they are different from the southern fairies.

If it were a southern fairy, I'm afraid at this time, I would definitely think about how to drag Noknaria into the water to save my own life.

But the northern fairies would rather sacrifice themselves than want their queen to be harmed.

"Don't say that again. I'm your king. How can I abandon you and flee in the face of battle?"

"...If I really do that, how can I be your king!"

Nocknaraya shouted angrily, dismissing the soldiers' remarks.

But although the words were beautiful, Nocknaraya knew that she couldn't hold on for much longer.

The power of these curses was getting stronger and stronger, especially here close to the source of the curse. Even the King's Clan could not resist it for too long.

She raised her head, and a few strands of messy hair covered her beautiful golden pupils.

Nocknaraya looked at the violent storm that rolled up in the big hole in front of her, and the monster as big as a mountain in the dark storm.

The monster was looming in the storm, not revealing its true face, and the curse on the goblins was emitted from the monster.

Nocknaraya just felt it was ridiculous.

How did Queen Morgan suppress this terrible monster underground for two thousand years, so that it could not crawl out of it.

I thought that if Queen Morgan could suppress the great disaster, I could do it too, so I came to Camelot without any scruples, wanting to overthrow the queen and build a better country.

If I had known that the great disaster was such a terrible thing, she would have tried to stop her people's ideas no matter what.

I'm afraid that in Britain, only Morgan can sit on the throne, and only she can suppress the disaster and provide the fairies with resources and land for life.

If there was no Morgan, the fairies would probably have been extinct long ago.

At this moment, Knocknaraya finally understood why Morgan had such a tyranny and wanted to levy heavy taxes on the fairies. In fact, she was also allowing the fairies to survive by doing so.

But now, as the fairies came to attack Camelot, the queen no longer suppressed the curse and allowed it to spread. The result must be that the British fairy country fell into the curse and eventually perished.

Thinking that the people of Edinburgh would also die under this terrible disaster, Knocknaraya was overwhelmed with grief and felt indescribable despair.

At this moment, she raised her head and looked forward.

She saw a slender and elegant figure walking slowly in the rushing and boiling cursed river.

He walked on the cursed river as if walking on flat ground. No matter whether it was the curse of God or the terrible magic suppressed in it, they would spontaneously avoid him when approaching, as if he was meeting the great God.